The night time sea breeze rippled gently through the palm trees and the waves of the Mediterranean lapped at the shore as I made my way along the promenade. Hot, humid air clung to my skin as I walked up the narrow streets making my way through the crowds of drunken tourists towards the little private club nestled in the back streets of the old town. I had heard of this place before. A naked club where only the bravest and most outrageous of guys venture. I was longing for a bit of fun after weeks of not having sex. I needed something dirty and more depraved and it sounded like “El Toro” meaning “The Bull” was just the place. Spanish guys tend to me far more open minded and I love their sensuality and openness. As I made my way I recalled years ago my first trip to Spain when I was 17. Barcelona, the city I now call home, was my destination. Little did I know those 22 years ago what a profound impact the place would make on me and how it would mark my life and change it forever. Growing up in a little Irish Catholic fishing village, the sights and sounds of Barcelona burned with an intensity I had not known before. The lights, the colours, the vibrancy were intoxicating and I wanted to soak it all up like a sponge. I had never been to a gay bar before and my initial experience was nothing short of profound. I found a little place on Avenue Diagonal which runs diagonally, of course, through the city. At that time my Spanish was non existent and so I sat down tentatively at the bar and asked for a beer. The bar tender understood enough english to ask me where I was from and welcome me to his city. He was handsome and tall with strong muscular arms and deep brown eyes, his bearded face framed with locks of curly dark hair. His t-shirt was pulled tight against his pecs and his nipples stood proud and erect. I could see the outline of his cock and balls through the fabric of his shorts as he moved and as he bent down to reach for a beer on the lower shelf of the fridge I could see the perfect tight, roundness of his ass and my young desire grew and burned inside of me like fire. As I sat there I could feel the gaze of the men at the bar as they watched me. I was slim and blond wearing a vest and shorts and beside me sat my ruck sack with my guide book and map (these were the days before mobile phones!). I was filled with a mixture of nerves and excitement. The heat of that August night in this strange and exciting city had filled me with such desire. I wanted sex so badly and my young cock was already half erect in my tight shorts the outline of it clearly visible. After a few beers I needed to piss badly. Towards the back of the bar there was a black curtain which I assumed in my youthful naivety to be a bathroom. Pulling the heavy dark fabric aside I found myself in darkness. I searched the brick walls for a light switch but there was none. All of a sudden a hand pressed against my chest, and then another on my back making it's way down towards my ass. My heart was beating so fast I could not think and the need to pee immediately subsided and in it's place was desire and horniness. My cock grew fully hard in my shorts trying it's best to escape the confines of the waistband. What was this place I wondered? I had had some experience of cottaging in Ireland, as all good Irish Catholic boys do of course (years of repression does tend to take it's toll), but nothing to compare with this. My nostrils were filled with the smell of sweat, cigarette smoke and sex. Another hand reached inside my shorts and freed my young cock from it's fabric cage. A bearded mouth took my aching eight inch shaft deep inside and sucked down deep and hard right up to my nuts. A moist finger made it's way into my tight young boy cunt and I groaned with the pleasure I felt from both sides. Another man pulled my vest over my head and then ran his tongue up and across my chest and erect nipples. His wet lips engulfed mine and his tongue forced it's way deep into my mouth. My shorts were removed fully and as my cock was sucked greedily from the front a tongue made it's way inside my aching hole. Such intensity of pleasure I had never known before! In the darkness I closed my eyes and tried to capture every sensation with my mind. My pleasure rose to almost unbearable levels as my cock exploded and I pumped a hot load of boy cum deep down into the greedy throat of the man who knelt in front of me. I felt his cock shoot a hot squirt of cum across my legs and the man behind me jerked his thick, long veiny cock over my ass until I felt the hot liquid drip down across my aching pink hole. That experience stayed with me for years burned into my memory. As I approached the little private club I hoped tonight would surpass it. After all I had had 22 years of experience since that night and I wanted to explore and to lose myself in a sea of pleasure and passion. The outside of the building was lit with coloured lights and the oval sign read “El Toro”. I stubbed out my cigarette and slowly pushed open the door...... Inside the small dark entrance there was a doorbell which I pushed and awaited a response. The CCTV camera purred quietly as it zoomed in on my face. “Yes” came the reply. “May I enter?” I asked. “Yes, yes” came the reply. The door buzzed and I opened. A short, muscular and heavily tattooed Spanish guy stood behind the little coat check to the left wearing nothing but a jock strap and black leather boots. He smiled at me as my eyes wandered down and over his glistening torso and ripped stomach. My cock stirred to life in my shorts and my balls tightened with anticipation of what was to come. “Good evening” one said. “Is this your first time here?”, he asked. “Yes” I replied looking around at the rows of benches that lined to walls to my right. On one of them sat a handsome blond haired guy pulling his shorts over his muscular legs, his eyes caught mine and he smiled and winked at me. “It's €15 for the entrance and this includes 2 long drinks, or 3 beers”, “Here is a bag for your clothes and this is your number” he said handing me a plastic bag and a coat hanger and wrapping the red band with the number “111” around my wrist. “Great!” I said handing him a 20 euro note. I pulled off my t-shirt and shorts and handed them over. It felt strange and exciting to be standing in that little hallway wearing nothing but my socks and trainers. My cock was already half hand and as the cute guy handed me my change he smiled and said “Have fun!”. “Gracias” I said as I tucked the five euro note into my socks and pushed apart the black rubber strips that covered the entrance to the bar. I've had many experiences in my life but never before had I been brave enough to go to what's called a 'Boot's or Underwear only Party'. I've never really known what to expect? Is it one big orgy? It is a free for all. By virtue of the fact that one is naked does that then mean that you are obliged to have to sex with everyone and everyone and that no hole is unbarred? This questions swam in my head as I sat down at the bar and ordered a Jack Daniels and Coke. One thing was certain...I was about to find out. I've always loved new sexual experiences. My motto which I have always stuck to in life is “If you want to know about something you have got to try it!”. Exhibitionism and Voyeurism have been the driving forces of my sexual exploration over the years. From nudist beaches in Ibiza, to outdoor sex on Hampstead Heath, from saunas to darkrooms, these environments are a big turn on for me. But this was something quite different. As I sat at the bar I watched with fascination as the men around me, some old, some young, all fully naked wearing only boots or trainers chatted and laughed in this relaxing and jovial atmosphere. At first glance it looked like any other chilled out little Spanish gay bar. But on closer inspection I noticed there was more to the picture. One slender young man stood beside a seated muscular bear with a nest of dark hair on his chest that spread down over his belly to an enormous veiny cock encased in a leather cock ring. His balls were large and shiny and glistening with what looked like lube or saliva. As I watched his fingers worked there way inside the young man's ass, slowly gliding in and out no doubt caressing his prostate and gently opening his hole in preparation for this monster cock that would soon be inside him. A few seats down and there sat three handsome men facing away from the bar towards a wall constructed from wooden pallets. All three had shaved heads and chiseled stubbled jaws. As they chatted one closed his eyes and leaned back holding onto the bar his long muscular neck straining as his eyes closed tighter and he moaned in pleasure. Leaning forward I looked down to see the reason for this sudden display of pleasure. On the floor kneeled a bearded heavily tattooed guy. His mouth and two slippery hands were working and milking the man's cock as fast as he could. The man cried out and pulled his cock quickly from the man's mouth spraying his face and neck with hot spurts of cum. Without saying a word he moved onto the next man sat beside him and took his cock in his mouth hungry for a second load. I took my cock in my hand and slowly began to slide my foreskin up and down over my helmet which was by now soaked and glistening with pre cum. As the kneeling man sucked greedily on the second cock the men continued to talk and drink, smiling and laughing as it nothing was happening. I loved it! This was totally normal here. I loved the freedom with which sex was happening. It reminded me of Berlin years ago where I had watched in a bar in broad daylight as a man had been sucked dry as he sat on a sofa just beside me. It as one of the horniest sights I had ever seen. The second man stopped talking and closed his eyes, his orgasm made his body shudder but this time the sub drank his load, I watch as the cock visibly pumped into his mouth and the man swallowed again and again draining every drop of precious milk from the man's aching balls. Clearly that had been a lot of cum! He licked his lips and moved onto the third and final cock. This time he wanted a load over his muscular glistening chest and so he at first sucked and then jerked the man's cock as he held his balls tightly in his other hand. The other two men watched as his cock was milked to submission and thick hot spurts of cum shot across the man's chest and nipples. The sub seemed satisfied with his work. He stood up and took his drink in his hand and the four of them kissed. One of the men licked the cum off the sub's chest and face enjoying the mixture of three flavours I was about to explode. Finishing my drink I decided it was time to explore. To my right was an opening through the wall of pallets and there sat an enormous leather covered bed upon which two men fucked as three more sat on the edges jerking as they watched. The smell of sweat filled my nostrils as I wandered down a passage way that led to a dark area. The walls were lined with red light bulbs that illuminated the scene which I will never forget.. The long, dark, narrow space was filled with beautiful naked men. It was as if I had walked into the set a of porn movie! Mostly bearded and dark haired, they stood, leaned and sat around on bar stools drinking, smoking, kissing, sucking and stroking each others' huge cocks. I have never seen dicks like them! Long, hard, perfect.. Their shaved balls full of cum waiting to be released in this hot and sweaty and sensual world of pleasure and indulgence. It was my fantasy realized in this intoxicating place! My cock bounced against my belly and as I lit a cigarette I could not take my eyes off of one muscular, tall man who was leaning against the wall just in front of me. He smiled and ran his eyes over my body which was by now glistening with sweat. A line of hair ran down his six pack to a thick nest of dark hair from which rose a weapon of such scale and proportion I have never seen before. This penis must have measured at least 12” and I knew at that moment I needed it sample it. My mouth was already watering! I stubbed out my cigarette in a ashtray and without saying a word I fell to my knees hungry for this monster. I looked up into his eyes as my tongue gently lapped against his perfectly shaved balls. The taste of his sweat was like nectar to me and I ran the tip of my tongue slowly along and up the underside of his mighty shaft. When I finally reached his helmet I paused for a moment wanting to build the anticipation, before licking my lips and taking the beast into my wiling and salivating mouth. I sucked down as far as I could until I felt the hot silky helmet push against the back of my throat. I was only half way! I breathed through my nostrils and tried my best to open up for him wanting to take all of him. Slowly I sank down, my throat opening it's slippery passage way to allow the rest of his cock to slide in right down to his balls. I held him there and tightened the muscles of my throat to massage his shaft. He moaned with pleasure and I slowly pulled back freeing his manhood from my mouth. I wet my hands with saliva and began to play with him, tickling and teasing his aching pole. And then it was time to milk this warrior. Using both hands and my mouth I sucked and jerked him in a circular motion creating a slippery twisting tunnel. He spread his legs wider, I could smell the leather of his boots. I needed to taste his hot load! I sucked and jerked harder and faster milking the enormous cock until he cried out and the monster gave me what I wanted. Spurt after spurt of hot man juice hit the back of my throat and I drank it down. His cum was sweet and as I sucked out the last drops from his exhausted cock and balls he let out a final moan and collapsed to the floor on his knees. He kissed me deeply, his lips grinding against mine and my hard cock pressed against his belly leaving a trail of pre-cum upon his olive skin. I ordered a second drink smiled to myself thinking “I need to write about this!”. It was the sort of experience where you want to photograph it with your mind, to record every detail so as not to forget! The sights, sounds and smells were memorizing. Load after load was shot down hungry throats. And I knew these guys would not settle for just one orgasm. Once they had recovered a bit they were ready for more, their cocks growing hard again. Mine was like a rock standing proudly up. My pre cum oozing out and running down my thick long shaft and over my full and tight balls. I ran the tip of my finger over my helmet and smeared the clear salty liquid over the opening sending ripples of pleasure up and down my straining shaft. I moved down to the bottom of the passage way and there behind a partitioning wall was a blindfolded guy sniffing poppers in a sling... waiting... begging to be filled. He was about 40 and in great shape. His strong hairy muscular thighs lay open against the leather straps and his boots were tied with red laces. I understood what that meant.. he was a fisting bottom... and I was more than willing to oblige. I knelt down before the sling and slowly licked around his shaven, glistening hole. He moaned as my tongue pushed it's way inside easing through that tight ring of muscle. My tongue is long, longer than most, and can penetrate deeply into a guy's willing cunt. I ate him greedily making him moan louder. He reached behind and held tightly to the chains which held the harness as I stood up and slapped my cock against his asshole. I didn't need any lube, he was wet and open already. “Fuck me” he begged... I rubbed the tip of my helmet against and around his glistening and pulsating cunt. My pre cum oozed out and smeared the hole as I slowly, very slowly, eased myself inside. He passed me a bottle of poppers and I sniffed deeply. My heart pumped in my chest and I buzzed with pleasure as the sensitivity of my cock increased. I smiled down at him and reached for his erect nipples pulling them gently, one at a time and then both together slowly increasing the pressure as his cock hardened against his muscular belly. I licked my thumbs and gently teased the very tips to send shivers of joy racing through his chest, down his belly and into his cock. His balls tightened and he threw his head back in the sling and moaned loudly. Holding the chains that supported his harness in my fists I slowly rocked him back and forth onto my long, hard shaft. “Fuck YES!” he cried as I increased the tempo, my cock slamming hard into his pulsating pleasure hole. I wanted to fill his cunt with my cock juice so badly but I resisted. There was more work to be done first.. Slowly withdrawing my slippery cock from it's hungry silky cave I reached down for a bottle of lube and applied it liberally to my hand and wrist. I showed my hand to him and his eyes lit up with desire and expectation. I've had a great deal of experience of fisting men and I love to watch the changing expressions on their faces as I ease my way inside. At first there is anticipation perhaps a little fear but then as I make my way inside them, deeper into their cunt, opening them up wider and wider, there are waves of pleasure and almost a look of desperation. They want to take it all, but can they? I poured a good amount of lube into my palm and smeared it over his hole, then working slowly and carefully I lubed up the inside with my fingers making sure he was wet. And then with my fingers and thumb together to make a pointed shape I pushed gently inside. He opened quickly, he was clearly used to being fisted. My cock bounced against my belly as I slid my hand deeper inside up to the knuckles. This was always the most difficult part but I had no doubt he could take it all. Gazing deep into my eyes he sniffed hard on the poppers and then, once I knew he was ready, I eased inside the rest of my hand. His ass resisted a little at first and then gave way and opened up to me as it sucked my hand inside up to the wrist. He moaned with pleasure. I held still for a moment allowing him to get used to me, and then slowly pulled out. I have learned over the years through many fisting sessions that the bottom may receive just as much pleasure from the withdrawal of one's hand and so I always enjoy to watch the pleasure and relief that spreads over the guys face when I remove my fist. “Are you Ok” I asked as I gently stroked his erect nipples. “Yeah, it's fucking amazing! More please!” he replied. I put some more lube in my hand so I could stoke his cock, and slipped my shaft into his silky hole. He moaned as I fucked him, sliding my cock around and down to make sure I hit his prostate and all the while stroking his cock and staring deep into his eyes. Once I saw that he was ready for more I poured out more lube but this time I applied it to both hands. I was going to demonstrate for him what I refer to as the “Fisting Dance”.. What, you might ask, is a “Fisting Dance”? Well I'll tell you. I first heard this expression from my ex boyfriend with whom I lived with in London for 5 years. He was instrumental in creating and educating the person I am now. He spoke French, Spanish and Greek fluently. He was charming, arrogant, sensual, creative and unfortunately at times.. a complete and total arsehole. One minute the most loving man in the world and the next a monster. The extremes of pleasure and pain I both indulged in and endured during this time were at such polar opposites that I almost felt at times like two people living the same existence. However, the pleasure mostly outweighed the pain for he knew exactly what he was doing in the bedroom department. He played with my body and especially my cock in a way that no man had done before. He was so skilful that he could keep me suspended in ecstasy for many hours before giving me what I can only describe as the most intense and pleasurable orgasms I have ever experienced. Needless to say I have copied his techniques and adopted many of them as my own. He taught me that even a simple hand job can be a thing of such exquisite beauty and grace and style that it becomes and art form. He had also been an escort for a short time long before we met, the only different between us was that he described himself as a “Fisting Top”. Fisting had been his specialty. The fact that I had never allowed him to fist me must have pissed him right off. This is something that does fill me with a feeling of pleasure and satisfaction! For I was to be fisted once and only once years later and the fact that the great genius himself did not have the honour of popping my cherry holds a delicious irony to it! But I digress. Although I didn't actually experience his talents first hand, he spoke at length about his skills and experiences. He explained the process of fisting, carefully describing the various techniques, preparation, and describing to me most importantly the internal shape of a man's ass, the twisting passageway one must carefully and tentatively navigate through in order to reach maximum depth. And on one such occasion he described to me what he called his famous “Fisting Dance”. His “Fisting Dance” ,he explained, was the technique that would give the most pleasure to the bottom. He would work up to this slowly, gradually opening the guy's ass with one hand until he felt that the recipient was relaxed enough to proceed to the next step. And then, he would lube up both hands, making sure there was plenty of lube both outside and inside of the ass, and slowly slide the right hand into and then out of the hungry hole, as he withdrew he would twist his hand to create extra sensation on the walls and then, just as the right hand withdrew he would replace it with the left and repeat the step. In and out, twisting around, one hand then the other in perfect rhythm like a dance, hence the name. I had used this technique many times and the response had been orgasmic! It was time to show this guy my favourite trick... I slid one hand deep into his slippery hole as he hung suspended in the leather sling. He breathed heavily and closed his eyes as I held it in place for a moment and then twisted slightly brushing the walls of this silky hole with my knuckles before withdrawing. My left hand then eased it's way in very gradually and I repeated. He moaned with pleasure and his cock grew even harder, pre cum oozing out and over his balls. He loved it! I gradually worked up a rhythm and as I fucked him with my hands in and out I eased my way each time a little deeper into him. All of a sudden I felt a long hard cock pushing against my back, and then another resting against my shoulder. A third appeared to the other side.. I stopped for a moment and looked up. It was the three guys who had been sucked off at the bar earlier. Their balls had obviously refilled and were ready to release more loads. Clearly this time they needed a willing cunt to pump into. I slowly pulled my fist out and stood up. One sank to his knees and sucked down deeply onto my loaded weapon. I was so close to exploding but not yet! I wanted to enjoy this first and loved nothing better than fucking in a spunk filled hole. The guy in the sling looked up at the four of us. Our cocks were all around the same size. XL. His eyes lit up! “We're gonna fill you up” I said watching as the first guy too his turn. I loved to watch one man fuck another, to see the union of cock and ass. As the man slipped his meat into the man's cunt I fed them both poppers. I watched as he fucked slowly at first and then harder and harder. They both started to moan and the bottom threw his head back as he came involuntarily spray a huge load of cum all over their chests as they fucked. The Top shook as his cock exploded deep inside that sweet hole. One of the other guys quickly dropped to his knees and worked his way through the Top's legs. There he licked greedily at the man's cock and balls and around the pulsating ass. He waited as the top slowly withdrew his spent cock and then licked the cum out of the aching hole. “Fuck that was so horny” I said! “You want another load?”. I smiled down at the guy in the sling as he beamed up at me nodding his head and sniffing more poppers. His cock was already hard again even after shooting out so much cum. He was ready for his second. I got to my knees so I could guide the second cock towards it's target. I wanted to watch as it slid inside. I rubbed the head of the man's cock against the glistening opening and slowly guided it inside. “Fuck Yeah!” the Top cried out as he sank deep inside the silky tunnel. He was already ready to blow. “Fill me Up!” begged the Bottom and the man quickly obliged. He pumped a few times before crying out and I watched as his cock visibly pulsated as it shot it's big load deep inside. They kissed deeply and the man fucked him a little more all the time moaning due the the sensitivity of his spent cock. It was time for Round 3 and the third guy approached. Without saying a word he sank down inside the Bottom. His cock was the largest at an impressive 9 inches and as he buried it deeper and deeper into the guy's ass the bottom moaned and pulled his knees up offering the deepest access possible. “Wait” I said to the Top, “Let me do the work” and I stood behind him kissing his neck and the area between his shoulder blades before running my tongue up and down his sweaty back. “Hands Free” I said smiling as I took hold of the chains and rocked the sling back and forth so that his cock slid into and out of the greedy hole. I quicken the rhythm wanting to see if I could make him cum without doing anything. Sure enough after a few moments his thighs started to shake, his cock grew even harder and he threw his head back. I kissed his neck and then his mouth deeply as his cock pumped that third load into the sloppy hole. “Fuck that was amazing” the Top said breathing hard. “I held his shaking body against mine and kissed him again. He took my cock into his hands and said “Your turn....” And indeed it was. By now I was desperate to cum. My nuts were aching and full. I kissed the guy in sling and looked deep into his eyes as I slipped my aching cock deep into the wet cum filled hole. It felt amazing to feel that mixture of cum loads deep inside. The three guys watched as I fucked him slow and deep. This had always been one of my biggest fantasies and tonight it was coming true. The intense pleasure I felt running up and down from my cock head, through my shaft and into my balls made me want to blow my load immediately but I waited wanting to savour this moment for as long has possible. Sliding deep inside him up to my nuts I held still feeling his ass wanting to milk the juice out of my straining cock.

The night air was warm that August evening against the glistening skin of the people who filled the crowded palm tree lined streets. Everywhere the noise of laughter, glasses clinking, drinks being poured, drunk and sometimes dropped to the tiled pavement below, smashing and splashing the ankles of those nearby with beer, wine and cocktails. Tapas bars brimmed with hungry tourists and locals who spilled out into the humid, sweaty streets clutching tiny delicious snacks of meat and fish, each one securely held with a cocktail stick to prevent the sticky mess from toppling over and falling to the pavement below. Everywhere the smell of the heat, life, aftershave and cigarette smoke. The street clock showed the temperature was 30 degrees. It was 3am and yet the heat would remain constant throughout the hot Spanish night. Tucked back in a maze of tiny streets in the old town away from the main tourist drag, the bar, famed for it's enormous darkroom area (conveniently located upstairs beside the toilets where men washed their sweaty spent cocks after each session in the adjacent rooms) was now full. Drunk and horny from their evening of cheap drinks the men danced, kissed, talked to and admired one another, their shirts open to reveal their sweaty hairy muscular chests, the outline of their big thick cocks visible through tight shorts and jeans, their balls full and needing to unload into a stranger's mouth or ass. The bar filled up, the air hot and thick with the smell of sweat, the music pumping out from speakers high above in the ceiling, and disco lights spinning and sending a shower of tiny pools of colour across the faces of handsome Spanish men as they danced with one another. Two tall muscular handsome men, one dark haired and the other blond, entered the disco. They were clearly lovers, their hands unable to stop caressing and wandering over each other's chests, shoulders and backs. They kissed passionately as they sat at the bar, lost in each other's manly sweaty smell, one's hand on the others ass, squeezing and wandering slowly down the back of his shorts, no doubt to probe that aching sweaty hungry man hole his cock had pounded so hard the night before. They looked around, surveying the crowd, their shining eyes running lustfully over the bodies, their cocks straining hard against the fabric of their tiny shorts, their pupils growing ever wider. One had a great deal of experience, the other much less. But his lover wanted him to explore, to experience the heat, the sex, the freedom that can be had in the dark. More than anything else it was a challenge. How many loads could he take tonight? How much pleasure could his lover endure? And could he hold off from orgasm until the night was over? It was time to find out? The more experienced man took the hand of his nervous but willing pupil and lead him up the narrow staircase lit with red lights. Gradually the light disappeared as they wandered down the dark corridor, the smell of spunk and sweat and cigarette smoke in the thick heavy atmosphere filled their nostrils. Entering the first room, hand in hand, their eyes attempted to pierce the darkness. The pupil's heart beat wildly in his chest with anticipation and desire. There was a small red lightbulb, high in one corner of the ceiling, enclosed in a metal cage, the only source of light in the darkness, and all around the sounds of grunts and moans, cocks being sucked and drained and balls slapping against eager holes as big cocks thrust deep inside them over and over and over until they had emptied their man juice from their frustrated pleasure rods. Almost at once wandering hands reached out through the darkness. The more experienced of the two lead the way into the darkest recess of the room, where he undressed the other, and then sliding off his shorts and pulling his vest over his head he stood naked muscles rippling and his thick, meaty cock bouncing up and slapping against his stomach. He kissed his lover passionately and took his face in his hands guiding it downwards towards his aching shaft which was now oozing salty pre cum onto the concrete floor. The man sucked greedily down taking the familiar cock deep into his hot, wet throat as his lover spat into his hand to lube up his pupils aching, hungry hole. A man approached through the darkness, he kneeled behind them and holding the pupil's firm hairy ass cheeks apart buried his tongue deep into the sweaty hole. The pupil moaned with pleasure as he sucked greedily on his lovers tool, his hole opening, ready to receive the first cock and load of the evening. The tongue was quickly replaced with a long, hard shaft slowly working and pushing its way deep inside the glistening and pulsating hole. He moaned with pleasure, feeling the two cocks filling him from both ends, pumping inside him.. throat and ass. The stranger fucked him hard, his hands tightly gripping his hips, pulling his body back onto the hot pole, impaling him on the hard thick fleshy stake. He felt the hot squirts of cum spray his insides as the man moaned and drove his load deep home into his willing ass, holding for a second before slowly withdrawing, allowing the creamy load of man juice to ooze out and run down the insides of his legs. His teacher lifted his face saying 'Well done', kissing him deeply as he held his trembling body in his arms. He knew the pupil wanted to receive the familiar spunk from his own aching shaft, but he would have to wait until later for that special treat.... Two more shadowy figures approached through the darkness. Their fingers probing the cum filled hole. Taking it in turns they fucked the pupil, their sweaty balls banging against the tender spot just beneath his prostate making his cock bounce and slap against his belly as he continued to suck the teacher's meaty pole, using it as an anchor in the darkness, his hands holding onto the strong familiar hairy thighs as moaned with pleasure and his hungry hole greedily sucked at the big cocks that fucked him mercilessly. One after another the men moaned loudly as they filled his gaping hole with yet more hot cum. His ass and legs now covered in the hot sticky fluid. Before anyone else could make use of his hole, the teacher led him into another room, a finger buried deep into his sticky, cum filled man hole as they walked. It was time for the second part of the challenge.. There, in the middle of the dimly lit room, was a large leather covered bed, stained with the juice of many many cocks. The teacher stripped off and lay back on the bench, his cock standing proudly up like a meaty glistening flag pole. He pulled his pupil up on top of him, facing away, his feet either side of the teacher's hips as he guided his shaft into the wet hungry cum filled hole. He fucked him deep and slow, making sure the tip of his penis hit it's target each time - his pupils aching pulsating prostate, wanting to keep his lover's body in a constant state of pleasure and excitement and arousal. From the corner of the room a tall, muscular, heavily tattooed Spaniard approached with a shaved head and a full dark beard wearing only trainers and nothing else. His nipples were pierced with large silver rings which enhanced his impressive pecs and his thick long 10” cock stood proudly out from his muscular stomach. He smiled at the couple as they writhed together on the bed, their love making uninterrupted by this presence. The teacher beckoned to the handsome man and he approached holding his straining tool in his hand. They positioned themselves so the man could manoeuvrer himself into the perfect position and gradually slide his 10" cock alongside the teacher's and penetrate the already stretched hole of the pupil as he moaned and finally gave into this double assault on his aching gaping love hole. He had never taken two cocks at once before and the feeling was intense but amazing. His ass stretched wide open as both the men fucked him in perfect unison, their aching helmets gliding against each other inside the hot, wet hole, each making the other's cock even harder with each thrust into the pupil's ass. After several minutes of sweaty fucking and with a final thrust the man cried out and sprayed his load deep inside the pupil's hole covering the teacher's helmet that was still buried deep inside. As he pulled out, his cum poured down over the teacher's balls, almost making him lose the precious load he was trying so hard to save. But he was a man of experience and control, and pushing the orgasm back in his mind, he continued to fuck his pupil hard and fast, holding his body tight against his muscular chest, determined to push his body to the very brink of pleasure and endurance and beyond. The man moaned in ecstasy as his lover fucked him harder and harder his cock pounding deep inside him causing his prostate to pulsate wildly and send waves of pleasure shooting through his whole body. As the teacher fucked him hard and deep he began jerking his lover's aching, desperate cock, pumping his hand up and down the shaft, bringing his pleasure to boiling point, knowing he was desperate to unleash his spunk.. “Stop I'm gonna cum!” the man cried out but just at that point of no return the teacher stopped, withdrew his cock from the cum filled hole, and led him to a third room... It was time for the final challenge... A series of holes, each about 6" in diameter lined the walls of the room. Long hard Spanish cocks poked through each one. Waiting for a mouth to fill. A thin mattress lay on the floor where one could knee whilst pleasuring a man and drinking his hot sweet cum. The pupil approached the first glory hole, then kneeled, his mouth open and ready to receive the first load. His teacher had taught him well. Many nights spent sucking each other's cocks, the teacher showing him exactly how to use his hands and mouth to drain a man's balls dry in just a few minutes. The perfect combination of pressure, sucking, hands and lips all working like an industrial hoover, a sucking machine to empty the straining helpless cock and balls of it's precious cargo. These anonymous men's cock's were indeed in for a treat, but how many loads could he get? The pupil set to work on the first eager to impress his teacher. It was about 7.5 inches long and olive skinned. He took it all the way down his throat in order to produce as much saliva as possible for the job at hand and then using the gloopy throat saliva he then, just as his teacher had taught him, coated his hand and the man's shaft as it was necessary to get the dick as wet and slippery as possible. He sucked down the length of the shaft all the way to the back of his throat, and then using his hand he milked the cock up and down the shaft repeatedly as he sucked greedily until the man on the other side of the wall cried out with delight and thrust his hips forward and his cum quickly filled the pupil's mouth. The man continued to moan loudly from the other side of the wall clearly pleased with the pupils abilities. Next! He quickly moved onto the second hole. This cock was thicker and longer about 9” with a perfect shiny head glistening with pre cum. Again the pupil sucked and wanked the man's cock, closing his eyes and enjoying the taste of sweat and pre cum that filled his mouth. The smell of sweaty balls filled his nostrils and his cock, now rock hard, stood to attention desperate for release. But there was work to be done first and he was thirsty. After several minutes yet more cum, this time a heavier load, was pumped into his mouth and he swallowed, grateful and satisfied with his work so far. He loved the taste of cum and it was a pleasure to receive so much in one night. The pupil was about to move onto the next man but the cock remained hard in his mouth and a voice from the hole said “No dejes de chúpame la polla chico, hay más!” meaning “Don't stop sucking my cock boy there is more!”. Ah he was about to get a second load from the same cock! Delighted and now feeling hornier than ever before he kept sucking and wanking the cock, his teacher watching proudly from behind him stroking his hair and the back of his neck. Ensuring to keep the rhythm steady and constant the pupil continued to suck and milk the man's now straining and pulsating shaft and after a few minutes sure enough he cried out once again this time louder than before slamming his fists against the wall on the other side of the glory hole releasing a second load even greater than the first. This time it sprayed against the pupils face and dripped down his muscular naked chest. He licked as much as he could off his lips and chin and the spent cock was slowly withdrawn by it's owner. He moved on and on draining each cock, one after another, after another 5 perhaps 6 loads the teacher told him to keep the final one in his mouth instead of swallowing as he wanted to taste it. The pupil obeyed and his teacher kissed him deeply, holding his body to his, passing the cum back and forwards between their mouths before he allowed him to swallow. The pupil now growing tired from the night's challenges, his belly full of Spanish cum, asked his teacher when he was to receive his reward as his body was now desperate to reach orgasm and to take his lover's load. The lover smiled and kissed him deeply as he held him in his strong arms telling him the challenge was now over and exhausted from the night's drinking, dancing and sex, they returned home. They lay together in the hot night air on a mattress surrounded by cushions on the balcony looking out over the darkness of the Mediterranean sea. Surrounded by candle light in their own private love nest they kissed and held one another and slowly the teacher's stiff aching 8' cock slipped easily into his lover's well used but yet still hungry hole. The man moaned softly at the feeling of the familiar shaft buried deep inside him, he looked deep into his lover's eyes and whispered “I love you so fucking much”. The time for fucking was over, it was now time to make love. Their bodies joined together is an almost magnetic union as they became one and were lost in one another and the passion they shared. It had been like this from the moment they met. They were like two halves of the same coin, destined by the Universe to be together forever. Their love and passion for one another burned brighter than the hottest flame and they had made love like this every night and every morning since they had met one night five years before. The bright Spanish moon shone down from the star filled skies above them and they closed their eyes and focused on the pleasure and the happiness and the deep passionate love they felt for one another wanting time to lie down and be still so they could enjoy this moment forever. It was the perfect Spanish night and although they had enjoyed the games they had played in the darkness they knew that this love making was pleasure only they could enjoy together, this was not sex it was art they were creating together and the symphony of their love making made their hearts and cocks swell with pure passion and fire. Finally after almost and hour of slowly making love and kissing one another deeply with eyes closed to intensify the feeling and each man desperately trying not to reach that sweet point of no return they could hold on no longer as both the men were aching to explode and their raging hard cocks were now so sensitive and straining they felt the cum rise from their tight balls as they writhed together sweaty and moaning in ecstasy. It was time to unleash their man juice! The pupil cried out “Fuck!!!” into the night air and his orgasm shook his whole body like an earthquake as his cock sprayed his huge load of hot cum all over their muscular sweaty bodies and his teacher, his lover almost at the same instant cried out “Fuck... I'm gonna fill you up! I'm gonna fill you up! Here it fucking comes baby!” and he roared like a tiger in the jungle as his raw cock erupted inside his lover's sweet, wet, hot hole. Growling loudly he emptied his heavy load deep inside the man, his cock pumping and pumping until his balls were completely empty and exhausted. He sank his head into the man's chest and held him tightly feeling his soft skin against his cheek and kissing his chest between his strong hard pecs their hairy legs entwined as he lay there gasping for air his heart pumping with so much love and relief to have finally reached orgasm after so many hours of play. They stayed joined together cock buried inside hole until finally the teacher's cock could stay hard no longer and slowly slipped out an flopped against his hairy leg. That night they slept in each other's arms their bodies wrapped around each other, beneath the stars, and they dreamt of the next adventure they would share together.